The Seventh Art of the Hidden Talisman, the Ghost-Slaying Sword, the Gathering of Beauties Banquet Arrives!

Lu Hua stared in disbelief and pressed, "When did you break through to the seventh realm, Spirit Roaming?"

It was simply unimaginable. In less than three months, you had leaped from never having cultivated a Primordial Spirit to the seventh realm of the Primordial Spirit.

It was utterly beyond belief!

You smiled. "It was merely good fortune."

When you played chess with Chen Jiuyan that day, every one of the ten games had been heart-stopping. In the end, her so-called Heavenly Dao Chess move had allowed you to seize a sliver of an opportunity for breakthrough.

Lu Hua's interest that day had been utterly extinguished by your jaw-dropping rate of advancement.

Was this what they called a cultivation prodigy?

Even Patriarch Lu Yu, recorded among the Three Truths patriarchs as someone born for cultivation, who had eventually shattered the void with a fist, could perhaps only have been this extraordinary.

Back then, she had taken a full year and a half to break through the Spirit Roaming realm, shaking all of Mount Zhongnan. Her grandmaster had been so thrilled that he kept praising her master for taking in such a fine disciple.

If Grandmaster found out about a promising seedling like Xie Guan, he probably would not sleep for three days and three nights.

She, Lu Hua, had at least been the fastest and youngest Heavenly Master to break through a realm in the Three Truths Sect over the past century.

Yet today, with one airy sentence—"It was merely good fortune"—

you made her feel the profound helplessness of an old man seeing a pretty widow.

Before this, whenever her fellow disciples expressed astonishment at her cultivation progress,

she would always say, "Lu Hua merely has some talent for cultivation."

Now, she finally understood the teeth-grinding feelings of her senior